Flying

There was a time I could not cry

But that has left me now

For 7 years I could not dream

But now that's done

There were songs I could no sing

Words I could not know

But now they found me on a bridge

And they broke my heart

There was a way I used to talk

I cannot recognize

And now my language cannot give me what I need

I tore it from my bible and I kept it from my gob

I would not lose to junkies on the street

It hit me so hard

I could not see

That shot was only meant for me

And all the faces that I knew

They were lying

When the hard road went back to sand

And with the wheel still in my hand

I built a highway out of dust

And I was flying